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... and now I'm back from the emergency room.

Clipped from the update in progress to trajan_lj

[01:58am] Cabbit: Straight, level hallway. I manage to somehow fall, blow out my good (right side) knee, bruise the hell out of both forearms, and clip my head on a railing. I couldn't remember where the cordless was, the wired phone was downstairs, and I was alone in the house with nine cats. I managed to crawl into the room and get on the computer, ambushed Fox up in Pittsburgh to make calls to folks local HERE to try and find someone ANYONE that could come help me get to the ER. My entire right leg is immobilized. No damage to the actual joint, but I've apparently sprained three separate sets of muscles. They sent me home in a leg brace the size of Rhode Island with a couple of vicodin and a prescription for more.

I'm alive. I'm not real happy with myself. I'm a klutz... and as a result I'm not going to be able to attend my neice's baptism. She specifically asked me to be there. :/

I think I'm going to go crawl off and pass out and stop feeling sorry for my clumsy-assed self now.

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I'm not going to be up long, I don't think. My sister's on her way over with food for me, and to go fill this prescription... and then I'm gonna take another pain tablet and let sleep claim me.

It says every 4-6 hours. It's been.... almost 10. I figure I'm doing good. But until the immediate injury pain subsides, I'm really pretty much screwed.

Mom just called, and I promptly dissolved into tears. Not handling this well at all, it would seem. I hope I don't do this when Leah and the kids get here.

Started trying to line someone up to get me to next Friday's doc appointment for the bloodwork/possible vasc follow up. ... *sigh*